Lyrics:
what to do, you've given me the blues
I've got em
One of the best hoes, and SO's, at my crib spot
Got the vessels in my testicles stopped
all the lames, ops, and my peers
Stunt like the fame got to my head
I keep the flame cocked by the leg
I'm in a beige drop, with the yellow yolk
a war of words you'll end up at Robert Wood
Got my pen game good
With the wordplay, metaphors but sing like Sinatra could
From Camden to Hoboken I'm
eats with fingers off his plate
He says you've got a pressing date
With r.i.ps and heads of state
I know that he won't let me in
Cos villains always
have no idea what the hell you've got into
You're so busy getting drunk, you smoke that weed until it turns you red and blue
But I'm just out here having
pimpin' gon' die
Twelve piece with a hundred hoes by my side
I'm down with that nigga 50 like I down with blue
Fuck cuz, nah nigga, motherfuck you
pimpin' gon' die
Twelve piece with a hundred hoes by my side
I'm down with that nigga 50 like I down with blue
Fuck cuz, nah nigga, motherfuck you
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
Underdogs are barking up, shh hush puppy,
My new chain's got red and blue ice man I call it my slush puppy,
Yeah, let me clap them with the reminder flow,
Yeah no matter how bad you think you've got it
Somebody else has got it worse
This is a true story
It's based on a true story
Just listen,
Underdogs are barking up, shh hush puppy,
My new chain's got red and blue ice man I call it my slush puppy,
Yeah, let me clap them with the reminder flow,
since I'm not sure where your head's been at lately, would you mind doing me a
Favor by circling yes, if you're down to start fresh and go on a date with
Girl, you got me floating in confusion
This must be an optical illusion
It's been six whole months, you've been hitting my line
Reminiscing, got me
a date with a G 'round the city
God damn, they a bad little kitty
Rob my heart in a manner of a crime spree
Black fur with a face just like me
My other
nothing without someone to share them with
Guess I was doing okay
Had money piled in the bank
But was the least fulfilled in life I can remember to date
dead
NO!
Nope.
No blade wield by man ever hurt me
My head held up high on through the most
You've trained yourself well yea you deserve it
Just hold up
get it together
No matter the matter
Pain or pleasure, rain or better, tame whatever
Want the cheese cheddar feta mozzarella
Got a date about a quarter
happy for once?
Got me like a crushed almond and a broken nut and for what?
You never stab from the front
Always from the back with your sick attacks you
with my car you got it fixed on your own
Went stripping at the club to pay the shit that I won’t
found a woman who does, cause she had did what I don’t
on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man
face
That's the time, you know the place
Cuffed in the room with the two-way glass
Detects in effect, cold doggin' my ass
"What's your date of birth?",
I'm just playing
But still nobody fucking with the kid I'm just saying
Ah! Got a chicken parm on the date it seem
But I don't even know the broad,
the shots of Bacardi
That made me kiss her back, the room got starry
Because this girl is so dear to me
Always been the one that you've teamed with
I could be
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